His smile,

It warmed my heart, I will admit.

                                                                                        Her Laugh.

                                                                                        I can't fathom a world without it.

I didn't know what real love was until we met.

                                                                                       She was the sole catalyst of a love,

                                                                                       that I haven't given anyone yet.

I hope he knows my intentions were pure.

                                                                                      I hope she knows that

                                                                                      I will always love her.

My love for him stretches from ocean to ocean.

                                                                                     She set my heart aflame,

                                                                                     igniting my devotion.

I'll always remember the first time he said 

"I love you."

                                                                                    I confessed my love,

                                                                                    when the sky faded to a dark hue.

I tried so hard to believe him,

I did.

                                                                                  However, my true emotions,

                                                                                  I hid.

He always knew the right thing to say.

                                                                                 I know she'd do anything for me,

                                                                                 I had it my way.

Everything seemed to perfect,

I constantly let my thoughts linger.

                                                                                I held her in a trance,

                                                                               wrapped around my finger.

Everyone was always so jealous of our love.

                                                                               But one day,

                                                                               push came to shove.

It's funny though,

beause I never found our love to be easy.

                                                                             I knew I was toxic for her,

                                                                             but the thought of leaving

                                                                             left me feeling queasy.

 

I prayed to God every night,

in hopes that he wouldn't let me go.

                                                                             But then I did,

                                                                             and once again I was solo.

Tears streamed down my face.

How could he do this to me?

                                                                            She let me get away with so much.

                                                                            How could she not see?

"Just get over it," my friends would say.

Many people thought I was crazy.

                                                                            The more attention she gave me,

                                                                            the more I got lazy.

I blamed myself for the corruption of our love,

one that I thought was so strong.

                                                                             Even though I ended it,

                                                                             indeed I was in the wrong.

I was so blinded by our love,

that I missed the signs.

                                                                            I ignored her calls and sappy texts.

                                                                            To me, everything was so clearly hidden

                                                                            between the lines.

I should've known better,

his loving words slowly started to diminish.

                                                                           I fell too hard, too fast,

                                                                           quitting before I saw the finish.

That love taught me to stand my ground,

never be quick to settle.

                                                                            I was too young,

                                                                            I burned out the bike too quick,

                                                                            I forgot how to pedal.

He was my first love,

I didn't know what to expect.

                                                                           If I could tell her one thing I'd say,

                                                                           "I wish I hadn't met you yet."